5 Seconds of Summer Imagines

how could you? // m.c.

It was the night of my best friend Rachel's 18th birthday party, which was hosted in my apartement. My boyfriend Michael should take her out for dinner while I was preparing and decorating everything. So she wouldn't suspect anything I told her we'd have a movie night but I had to work before that.

At around 7.30p.m. the first guests arrived and helped me with the snacks. Right when everything was ready the doorbell rang, announcing Michael and Rachel.

"Okay everyone shut up and hide somewhere." I shouted and walked to the front door. Slowly I opened it and tried to hide my excitement. "Hey there birthday girl." I smiled, hugged Rachel and winked at Michael.

"Why are you dressed so facy? I thought we'd have a movie night." she noticed after we broke the hug.

"Well -" I started and turned around and everyone jumped out and yelled "HAPPY BIRTHDAY RACHEL!"

"Oh my god!" she shrieked, "Did you do this (Y/N)?" I bit my lip and proudly nodded. "You don't really think we'd watch some lame ass movies with you on your 18th birthday?"

"You're the best friend in the whole world." she smiled and gave me anoher quick hug before running off to the other people.

I turned to Michael now and slung my arms around his neck. "Thanks for your help." I smiled and pecked his lips. "Anything for my girl." he replied and deepened the kiss.

"I'm gonna check if everything's alright. Don't drink to much alright?"

"I would never." he laughed. "I'm serious Michael. You know I don't like the way you act when you're drunk." I told him worried. Michael is the kind of guy who get's really touchy-feely when he's drunk and he always flirts with other girls. I know he never actually means it but it still hurts like hell.

"I promise you." he said and kissed my cheek before stolling off into the dancing and chattering crowd. I sighed and sligtly shook my head. Hopefully he won't break his promise.

Three hours later, the party was full on going. Everyone was either on the dancefloor in the living room, making out in a corner or playing drinking games in the kitchen.

I was already a little bit drunk myself after some friends forced me to play a shot game with them. I decided to clear my dizzy head and go outside on the porch for a moment.

I inhaled the fresh, cold air and sat down on the little wooden bench my dad made for me when I moved out. I closed my eyes and leaned against the backrest, trying to shut out the loud music from inside when I heard voices and low moanes coming from the open window above me.

"Oh please no, don't have sex in my bedroom. That's what guest rooms are for." I groaned and slowly made my way upstairs.

"Yo, if you wanna fu - Oh my god." My eyes widened and my heart broke into a million pieces when I saw who was making out, almost naked, in my bed.

A topless Rachel straddled Michael who was only in his underwear. His hand was under her skirt and she was kissing his neck when I bursted it.

"No. No. NO!" I yelled. They both jumed off the bed and Rached qiuckly covered her bare breasts. "(Y/N) I - This is not what it looks like." Michael slurred and tried to walked towards me but almost stumbled over his own feet.

"Stay away from me!" I shouted at Michael. "Both of you!" I added when I saw Rachel slowly walking in my direction. "(Y/N) I'm sorry I just -"

"You just what? Wanted to fuck my boyfriend?"

"Please I...I'm sorry."

"Just shut the fuck up and leave my house you bitch." I warned her with clenched fists. I couldn't believe this. I felt like I was in a bad teenie movie. She quickly grabbed her clothes and squeezed past me with a lowered head.

I turned to Michael and looked him dead in the eye. I though I would cry but rage and anger overcame me first. "How could you?" I shouted and shoved him away. "How could you cheat on me with my best friend?" Another shove. "How could you do this to me?" I yelled with my voice breaking

Michael desperatly looked at me, "I - I don't know I - I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I don't even know how - I can't remeber how I ended up here." he stuttered and a tear was rolling down his cheeks.

I felt tears stinging in my eyes now. "I want you out of my house. I don't ever want to see you again." I breathed out and tried to blink my tears away.

"No, please. Don't do this. Don't leave me." Michael begged and grabbed my wrists. "You should have thought about that before you stuck you tongue into my best friends throat." I snapped and yanked myself free from his touch. "Now go." I said in a stern voice and handed him his clothes.

"I'm sorry." be barely audibly whispered before he walked out of the door.